Date: Sat, 4 Sep 1999 15:12:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: rimpigfl
Subject: My Dad, the Marine
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My Dad, the Marine
by RimPig 1999
Part 6
Because they had been first class passengers on their flight from Ohio to
Houston, thanks to Scott's ability to charm airline personnel, Grunt and
Scott's new flight - after a night of love precipitated by a unexpected
layover in Houston due to stormy conditions - was first class to San Diego
as well. They sat side by side in the big seats, talking and
laughing. Anyone of any perception could have told that there was something
special between the two young males and might even have been able to see
the light of new love in their eyes. But as the flight brought them closer
to San Diego, Scott became more and more silent. He began to draw into
himself. Grunt figured that it was Scott's fear of meeting his Dad.
And he was partially right. Scott was afraid of meeting Grunt's Dad. Gay or
not, Marine or not, this relationship could be a real problem for him! What
if he flat out just didn't like Scott! What then? Or, what if he objected
to a relationship with his 16 year old son? And what about the Corps? Scott
didn't have the money to live off-base! He'd only made Lance Corporal
within the last 60 days. But he wanted to live with Grunt and be close to
him. At the same time, Grunt was just going to really have a chance to get
to know his Dad and Scott wasn't sure there was really going to be room in
Grunt's life for him?
Grunt wasn't worried at all. With the optimism of youth, particularly a
youth in love, he just knew that everything was going to work out just
fine. After all, he loved Scott. And he loved his Dad. And love would
always find a way, right? At least so he'd always believed.
And so with their own thoughts, they flew on.....
In Oceanside, two more mature men sat lost in their own thoughts as
well. Mike and Hank sat on the porch having breakfast.
"What time do we need to leave for the airport?" asked Hank, Mike's lover
of 10 years.
"I figure we'd better leave around noon," said Mike "The flight arrives at
2pm and you know what traffic is like getting there." "Are you nervous?"
asked Hank, reaching over and gently stroking the back of Mike's hand with
his fingers.
"No!....Yes!....I don't know!" growled Mike, not letting his eyes look up
at Hank.
"You're nervous! Trust me, Big Boy!" laughed Hank. "And you do have plenty
of reason. You haven't spent any real time with Grunt since he was 5. You
really don't know each other. And now you get to sit down and have a very
different kind of talk with him. Instead of the birds and the bees, you get
to tell him about the birds and the birds and you are one of the birds!"
"Don't remind me!" moaned Mike. "What if he hates me? What if he runs away
from home?"
"And what if he throws his arms around you and says, I love you anyway,
Dad'?" asked Hank, smiling at Mike.
"Oh, yeah! Pick the worst-case scenario!" said Mike with a weak smile for
his lover.
"Look, Mike!" said Hank, "We've been over and over this. Grunt loves you!
Everything you know says that! He isn't going to hate you for what you are!
You haven't changed. You're still the same as you've always been. Being my
lover is part of what you are, and now Grunt will just have to learn
that. And he will learn to handle it. If there was anybody here that had
something to worry about - it's me! He doesn't even know I exist yet! How
is he going to handle having me living with his Dad!"
"If he can take me being gay, he can take you. Well....maybe not! You are a
bit more difficult to take!" laughed Mike.
He couldn't believe he could laugh. That was what Hank did for him. That
was one of the reasons he loved him so much. These last 10 years seemed to
have flown by! He was just as in love with Hank now as he was the night
they met. No! More! Much more! They'd been through so much together and it
had only made their love for each other stronger. And now they faced the
biggest test of all. They were going to be living with Mike's only son.
THE AIRPORT
GRUNT:
Since Scott and I were in the front of the plane, we were one of the first
one's out. We walked down the long tunnel connecting the plane to the
terminal and, I have to admit, I started to get scared. I was finally going
to get to see my Dad! And I was going to get to introduce him to my lover!
Scott was walking right beside me, so beautiful in his uniform. I was sure
that Dad would understand. At least I hoped so!
We got to the terminal, and I only had to make a quick glance when I
spotted my Dad! There he was - so incredible in his fatigues! A body that
anyone would die for! And a smile that told me I was home! There was
another Marine in cammies standing next to him. Tall, like my Dad with
strawberry hair and a body as beautiful as my Dad's. I briefly wondered who
he was? Maybe one of my Dad's friends. But, no matter, it was my Dad I
found myself running to!
I leaped into his arms and he lifted me right off the ground and hugged me
to him! I hugged him back and he felt so hard and strong. I buried his face
his neck. I smelled his scent. Strong, masculine. I felt my cock stir just
from the warmth and smell of him. And, I couldn't swear to it, but I
thought I felt a stirring in his crotch against my leg. But I figured it
was just my imagination.
"Dad!" I said in his ear "I can't even begin to tell you how much I love
you and how much I've wanted to be with you!"
"Oh, Grunt," he said, "I've missed you so, son! I just can't believe you're
really here! I love you!"
He finally let me down, and I thought I saw tears in his eyes, but he
quickly squared his shoulders and took me over to the other Marine.
"Grunt, I want you to meet Sgt Hank Loring. Hank lives with me. So, we'll
all be living together."
I shook hands with this tall, good-looking Marine who's grip was strong but
not overpowering. He smiled at me and said, "Hello, Grunt. You don't know
how much your Dad and I have been waiting for you!"
"Thank you, sir!" I said. "I'm certainly glad to be here!"
"That's Hank, Grunt! I'm not an officer and we're going to be living
together so I don't need you to be calling me sir'" he smiled at me.
I was a little overwhelmed by it all, but suddenly I remembered that I had
something to say to my Dad. I looked around and found Scott hanging back,
trying to make himself invisible. I walked over and took him by the arm and
pulled him over to my Dad and Hank.
"Dad, I want you to meet my friend Scott McClain. Scott, this is my Dad,
Sgt. Mike Hewitt and his friend, Sgt. Hank Loring."
Scott had gone white as a sheet. He stood there just staring at my Dad with
a look of utter terror in his eyes. My Dad's face was one of amused
surprise looking at Scott.
"Nice to see you again, Wolf!" my Dad said to my surprise.
"Yeah, Wolf, boy! Good to see you again!" said Hank, laughing.
"Hhhhheeelllllooo!" stuttered Scott.
"Ok, what's going on here?" I asked.
"Well, son," said my Dad "Wolf was in my outfit and he became real good
friends with Hank and me!"
"You know each other?" I looked at Scott, "Why didn't you tell me!!!"
"Well," Scott said sheepishly, "you never told me what your Dad's name was!
How was I to know?!"
"Well, this makes things wonderful!" I said, "We all know each other! So
that makes things much easier!"
"Yeah! It does," said my Dad with a strange smile on his face. "Well, lets
get going home. Can we drop you somewhere, Wolf!"
"Dad," I interrupted, "could Scott come with us, please! There's something
that he and I need to talk to you about."
My Dad looked at me strangely.
"I was hoping we could get to spend some time alone, Grunt!" my Dad said.
"I do too, Dad, but this is REALLY important! Please!?" I pleaded with him.
"Well, if it's that important to you, I guess it will be Ok." my Dad said.
And we headed to the parking lot to head to my new home.
MIKE:
We got the airport about 45 minutes early. I tried to keep within the
normal speed limits, but was grateful that there were no California Highway
Patrol around because I kept finding myself doing 115! I just couldn't
control myself. And worse, I was driving Hank's Bronco, not my Vette! Hank
didn't say anything, but he did look over at the speedometer once and just
smiled.
So, of course, what we got to do was stand there and wait! Something that I
hate! But there was nothing I could do about it. Hank tried to calm me
down, but the only thing that helped was finding one of the airport bars
and quickly downing a double Jack Daniels on the rocks! That at least
calmed me down a little.
The minutes dragged by. I must have looked at my watch 1,000 times in the
45 minutes we stood there waiting. Finally, the public address system
announced the arrival of Grunt's flight. We stood there as the door opened
and just about the 3rd person out the door was Grunt!!! I don't know how he
managed it, but he must have been sitting in 1st Class to have gotten out
that quickly.
He yelled out "Dad!" and ran to me, jumping in my arms. I lifted him
up. Hmmmm. Heavier than I thought! He'd really grown! I hugged him too me
and his boy-smell started my cock plumping! Oh great!!! Now I'm getting a
hardon over my own son!
He told me how much he loved me and missed me and I told him the same. Then
I took him over and introduced him to Hank. Hank quickly glanced at me over
Grunt's head and smiled winked at me. My heart almost sang with joy! I
began to think this was going to work after all!
But then, something unexpected happened! Grunt walked over to a young
Marine Lance Corporal that I had noticed out of the corner of my eye. Grunt
was dragging him by the arm over toward us. I quickly looked at Hank and we
exchanged knowing looks. It was WOLF!!!!
Wolf was a young recruit in my outfit a few years ago. I had caught him
with another recruit in the shower one night taking the other recruits huge
cock up his butt! I'd hushed the whole thing up and both boys were
grateful. Wolf was so grateful, he'd become one of our fuck/buddies for a
while before being transferred overseas. We hadn't seen him in about 4
years, but his looks had only improved with age! His body was evidently
even more well developed than when we had known him. I didn't know exactly
what was going on or how Grunt knew him! I was just afraid that Grunt might
well know all about Hank and me! In fact, he might just know more that I
had been willing to tell him. At least at first!
He introduced us to Wolf and we both acknowledged that we already knew
him. I still didn't understand what was going on. I offered to drop Wolf
wherever he was going only to have Grunt begin begging me to have him come
home with us. This didn't exactly thrill me since I wanted to be alone with
Grunt! We had some things to discuss and I didn't want to put them off any
longer than I had to! But what shocked me most was, just as I was about to
say no' to Grunt, Hank suddenly kicked me in the leg! I didn't know what
was up, but I knew that signal! I'd better go along with whatever was
happening because Hank had picked up on something that I hadn't.
Anyway, I relented and the four of us headed for the parking lot and home.
HANK:
I got tired of watching Mike pace like a fuckin' caged animal and decided
that he needed something to drain off that energy.
"Ok, Big Boy!" I said, "time for a 5 mile run! Now!"
I started putting on a jock and running shorts with running shoes. Mike
looked at me, grunted and started to do the same. We ran every morning, but
usually only about 3 miles or so. Today, I knew if I was going to keep him
in one piece until his son's plane got here, it was going to take some
extra effort.
We ranged out on our usual path. I moved ahead and pushed the pace so that
the effort would really make us sweat! I love to sweat! More than that, I
love when Mike sweats! The smell of his beautiful body never fails to give
me a hardon! Even after 10 years, I'd rather be with him than anybody. From
the very beginning, there was something special between us. Something that
neither of us could quite put a finger on, but it was there. At first, I
worried about him. The divorce and the loss of his son really devastated
him. While I knew he was attracted to me, I wasn't sure that he had it in
him to make a commitment to another guy. I thought for a while, he might go
back to women so he could have another child. But it just didn't happen
that way. He fell as deeply in love with me as I was with him. The only
thing missing for him was his son.
And now, that missing part was flying here to live with us. I know that
Mike is really worried about the kid's reaction to us, finding out about
his Dad being gay and all. But, I just figure, that with all we've been
through in 10 years, we can handle this, too! I mean, there's every chance
the kid may adjust to it all right. Even that hunky shrink we saw a few
weeks back, David, agreed with me.
So, as we ran, I watched his muscles working, watched Mike's sweat dripping
down the planes of his body and barely kept my cock from getting rock
hard. I knew how this run was going to end. Like so many of them. With
either Mike's cock buried in my ass, or mine in his. Sweating on each other
and sharing each other's cum. And maybe sharing each other's piss as well.
As we reached the house, I grabbed hold of one of Mike's buttcheeks and let
him know that I was ready to play. He stopped and turned to me, hunger
written all over his face. I moved into his embrace and reveled in the
musky, sweaty smell of the male animal! I ran my tongue over his shoulder,
tasting the salty sweat. I raised his arm and buried my face in the warm,
wet muskiness of his pit, licking the hair I found there, feasting on his
wetness. Mike groaned and a thrill went through me. He was ready. And he
quickly grabbed hold of my ass and told me for what. Well, that figured. He
needed to pound my ass and expend the last of his pent-up energy.
We didn't bother with niceties. We didn't even make it to the bedroom. I
quickly dropped to my knees, ripped down Mike's shorts and jock and took
his hard cock deep within my throat burying my nose in his fragrant
bush. He groaned with lust as his cock worked itself in and out of my
throat. I loved when he fucked my face! But I was only getting him wet for
what was sure to be a very rough and intense fuck. Just what I loved!
I dropped off his cock and rolled onto my back raising my legs and whipping
off my shorts and jock at the same time. Mike watched as I raised and
spread my legs letting my pulsing asshole to beckon to him.
"Come on, Big Boy!" I moaned, "Fuck me!!"
Mike stepped out of his shorts and jock, spit on his hand and lubed up his
cock with it. He was leaking cock-snot and he added this to the spit to
make his hard cock ready for my hungry ass. He kneeled down between my
legs, pushed his hands on the back of my thighs and put his head down until
he could begin sucking on my butthole and lubing up my hungry shitchute! He
shoved his tongue through my assring and ran his tongue around the inside
of my ass. I moaned my appreciation and begged him to shove his cock in
where his tongue was.
"Yeah, Mike!" I moaned, "Fuck my ass! Shove your big cock in there and
pound my sluthole. Make it hurt!"
He took me at my word! He raised up, spread my ankles with his hands,
placed his cock at the entrance to my asscunt and shoved forward. He buried
his cock completely in my ass in one shove. And before I could even become
adjusted to it, he started pulling out and banging forward with all his
considerable strength. It felt like he was trying to finally shove his cock
so far that it would come out my mouth! But I loved it! The harder, the
better, I always say!
"Yeah, fuck me! Pound my ass with your big cock! Shove it up me, HARD!
Shoot your fuckin' load in my guts!"
It didn't take long. I felt Mike's powerful hips slamming harder and harder
into me and knew that he couldn't last long this way. He started losing the
rhythm and knew he was getting close. I pounded my own cock, knowing that I
would either cum with him or follow soon after. He started groaning and I
could feel his hot cum spraying against the walls of my ass. This sent me
over the edge and I began blasting cum all over my chest and belly.
Mike collapsed on top of me and I held his sweaty, fragrant body in my
arms. I stroked his head as he panted against my neck. I knew that this was
the best kind of comfort I could give him right now and so I gave it
willingly. I turned my head and kissed his hair and licked the sweat from
the side of his neck. He raised his head and put his mouth on mine. He
kissed me deep and long, tasting my mouth. I sucked on his tongue and
moaned into his mouth. God! How I loved this man! Life without him was
unimaginable!
Mike broke the kiss and looked down at me.
"What's for breakfast, lover?" he grinned.
"Well, after that performance, anything you want, Big Boy!" I laughed.
We made breakfast together and sat on the porch, eating and talking,
planning our day around his son's arrival. Later, when we were finally on
the road, it was as if the earlier energy draining activity had never
happened. We were driving in my Bronco rather than Mike's Vette since we
needed room for Grunt and his stuff. I looked over at one point and saw the
speedometer at 115! Well, I thought, if you get us killed, we'll never
reach the airport!
We arrived way too early! We had to wait 45 minutes for Grunt's plane to
land. I finally suggested that we go to one of the little airport bars and
have a drink. Mike ordered a double Jack Daniels and I had a beer. Finally
we heard them call Grunt's flight.
As the door opened, Grunt ran out and almost straight into Mike's arms. The
ecstatic reunion of father and son was electrifying to watch, but I had
noticed something else. When Grunt had come through the door into the
terminal, he had been accompanied by a young Marine. A young Marine I
recognized!
It was Wolf! A few years ago, Mike had caught him and a buddy fuckin' in
the latrine after taps one night. Mike had kept it quiet so they wouldn't
get thrown out of the Corps and Wolf had become one of our
fuck/buddies. The boy had a fuckin' beautiful ass that could take any
amount of pounding and a cock it was a joy to be pounded by!
So, what was up here? What the fuck was Grunt doing with Wolf! And why was
Wolf acting like he was hiding from us - like he was afraid to come near
us? We'd parted on very good terms before he was transferred overseas! In
fact, we had an all-night 3 way the night before he got shipped out! So
what was wrong here?
And then I saw it! The way he looked at Grunt! The only time I'd seen that
much love coming out of a man's eyes was from Mike! Wolf was in-love with
Grunt!!! How had they met? When did this all happen?
About that time, Mike was introducing Grunt to me. I gripped his hand and
he returned it with a strong handshake. He was obviously headed for being a
man like his father! Then Grunt went over and pulled Wolf over to introduce
him to us, not knowing how well we already knew him. But I watched Grunt's
face. The pride, the tenderness in the eyes! Yepper!!! These two were
deeply in love! No way around it. But when I looked over at Mike, I could
tell that, as usual, he was totally clueless! I loved Mike, but when it
came to other people's emotions, he really needed to buy a vowel' most of
the time!
Mike tried to move us to the parking lot, offering to drop Wolf
somewhere. Oh God! Mike! I thought! Your son doesn't want to let this
Marine out of his sight right now!! I heard Grunt begging Mike to let Wolf
come home with us and I saw Mike start to say no. So I kicked him in the
leg with my boots. This was a long-time signal between us that he was about
to put his foot in something that he wasn't aware of.
Luckily, Mike took the hint' and told Grunt OK. And so all 4 of us headed
to the parking lot and home.
SCOTT:
Grunt and I ended up in 1st class again on the flight to San Diego. We'd
made love all that morning and my balls had never felt so drained. But,
unfortunately, it cleared my brain and I started thinking. That's always
been a problem for me. I don't think until my balls are drained! Now, my
thoughts were dark. Oh, I know I'm in love with Grunt! And I know he's in
love with me! But, what the fuck does love mean! What's going to happen
when his Dad got aload of this situation?
I know Grunt said that his Dad was gay, but that doesn't necessarily mean
that he's going to be so fuckin' thrilled about his 16 year old son falling
in love with a 22 year old Marine! And here we were, 35,000 feet in the
air, rushing towards God-knows-what kind of reception! Just FUCKIN'
wonderful!!!
Well, there's no way to change things now. I've never been one to avoid the
responsibility of my actions and I wasn't about to start now. Besides! I
had nothing to be ashamed of! I loved Grunt and he loved me! I sure didn't
force him into anything last night! In fact, he was almost more eager to
jump my bones than I was to jump his!
Well, no matter what happens, I'm not going to change my feelings. I love
him. And that's the way it is!
As we landed, my courage started to wane! I didn't know what was going to
be waiting for us inside that terminal! I just hope his Dad wasn't an MP
and carried a weapon!
We came out of the tunnel into the terminal and Grunt started shouting and
running toward two tall Marines in cammies. I looked over and my heart
nearly stopped!!! OH FUCK!!! It was Mike and Hank!!!!
God! Grunt wasn't lying when he said his Dad was gay!!!! Mike had caught me
and my buddy Pete, a few years before, on the floor of the latrine with
Pete's big cock buried in my ass. Mike had kept the whole incident quiet,
so that we wouldn't get kicked out of the Corps. Later he took me home to
meet Hank and we all three had lots of really hot sex together until I got
shipped overseas!
I kind of hung back, hoping they wouldn't notice me. I didn't know how to
play this. Did I show Grunt that I already knew his Dad? And how well? How
do you tell your new lover that you'd had his Dad's cock in your ass so
many times you could almost feel it now? Oh, this was a fuckin' mess!!!
The next thing I know, Grunt's running over to me and draggin' me by the
arm to meet Mike and Hank. Mike immediately greeted me and made sure that
Grunt knew that I knew them. This didn't phase Grunt in the least. I felt
Hank, though, looking at me like he could see right through me. Like he
knew everything. He always was the more perceptive of the two of them.
Mike offered to drop me somewhere, but Grunt started begging him to let me
come home with them. I didn't think Mike would go for it, but I caught Hank
giving him a kick with his boot and suddenly Mike is agreeing. We all
headed for the parking lot and their home.
Oh, this was going to some kind of fucked up mess!!! And I was right in the
middle of it!!!
OCEANSIDE:
Mike pulled Hank's Bronco into the driveway of their house and all four of
them piled out. Mike and Grunt grabbed his stuff from the trunk while Hank
helped Scott with his luggage. They went into the house where Hank went to
the kitchen and pulled out some beers and started passing them out to Mike,
Scott and Grunt. They dropped the baggage in the living room and they all
went out to the back porch to relax a while.
Talk at first was awkward with starts and stops. Finally, Hank stood up and
said he was going to the store to get steaks for them to grill out for
dinner and suggested that Scott come with him to help. It was a very
transparent ploy to give Mike and his son a chance to talk, but nobody
objected and the pair quickly left.
After they were alone, Mike and Grunt were even more awkward with each
other - if that was possible! Finally, Grunt just couldn't stand it
anymore.
"Dad, I know you're gay!" he announced.
Well, that was one way to break the ice! Mike couldn't have reacted more if
Grunt had pulled out a 45 and shot him!
"Whaaa...how do you know that!?" Mike asked indignantly, having been caught
completely off guard.
"From Grandpa." Grunt stated calmly. "He told me all about you and
him. After we had sex."
This was a conversation for revelations!
"After you WHAT?!?!?" Mike yelped!
"After we had sex." stated Grunt, matter-of-factly. "Grandpa taught me
about sex with guys. You see, Dad, I was scared you'd hate me because I was
gay. And so Grandpa, told me all about you and him before you met mom. And
he showed me how much fun two guys could have together. Of course, he
didn't show me everything. Wolf showed me LOTS more last night!"
"WOLF!!" Mike moaned. "You've had sex with Wolf, too!!!" he said, burying
his head in his hands.
"Well, yes. Lot's of it actually. I have to tell you something, Dad. I love
Wolf. More than life itself! We want to be lovers! He loves me too,
Dad. He's had such an awful life, with no one to love him, no family, no
Dad! He needs me. And I need him! I love him with all my heart."
Mike looked up into his son's face. Yes, it was true. It was written all
over Grunt's face. He WAS in love! That was obvious, even to Mike, who
didn't usually pick up on stuff like that! Well, this was interesting!
"Grunt, you're only 16 years old! And Wolf is over 21!" Mike said.
"He's only 22! When he's 30, I'll be 24! We're not that far apart in age!"
Grunt protested.
"Well, that's true, Grunt. But this is a bit much to handle all at once!"
"Dad, could I ask a question?" Grunt asked, looking right at his father.
"Sure, son, ask anything you like!" Mike said, with more bravura than he
felt!
"Dad, is Hank your lover?"
Oh shit! Mike thought.
"Yes, son. He is. We've been together for 10 years, ever since your mom
left me and took you away."
"I thought so! You both look at each other with so much love in your eyes!"
Grunt stated.
God! How did his kid become so perceptive? Mike wondered.
"Yes, Grunt, I love Hank very, very much!" Mike admitted to his son.
"And I love Scott! But....." Grunt stopped, and then finished quietly, "I
also love you, Dad! I've always loved you! I used to dream about you and
when I would jack-off, it was you I always fantasized about!"
This set Mike back! Well, he guessed that Hank had been right. He guessed
there wasn't going to be a problem about Grunt hating him - but maybe one
about Grunt loving him!
"Grunt, what are you saying?" Mike asked, not grasping what Grunt was
trying to say to him.
"I love you, Dad!" Grunt repeated. "And I want, more than anything, to make
love to you!"
Mike just sat there staring. He didn't know what to do about this
situation! He looked at his son like he was seeing him for the very first
time. God, his son was good-looking! In fact, he was so beautiful, Mike's
cock started to thicken up. He looked down, and there was a growing lump in
Grunt's tight jeans as well.
Mike didn't know what to do! He didn't want to have sex with his son, did
he? Did he? Well...maybe he did....but....e
Before he could think things out, Grunt got up, came over and put his arms
around Mikes neck. Then he pressed his lips against his Dad's and Mike
felt him pressing his tongue into his mouth! Without thinking, Mike
responded. He put his strong, muscular arms around his son's solid body and
returned the kiss with as much passion as he had in him! He pushed his
tongue into Grunt's mouth, tasting his son. He felt Grunt's hands begin to
slide down his neck to the buttons on his cammies and, as the shirt fell
open, felt Grunt's hands rubbing across his hairy chest. Grunt's fingers
gripped his sensitive nipples and pressed down. Mike heard himself grunt in
pleasure as his own hands moved down his son's muscular back and slid into
his jeans, gripping the boy's bubble butt!
"Yeah, Dad!" Grunt said, breaking the kiss and looking into his Dad's
eyes. "I want you to fuck my ass! I want to feel you inside of me! Make
love to me, Dad!"
Mike groaned with desire and moved his mouth down to his son's neck and
began tasting his son's skin. What a wonderful smell to his body! What a
wonderful taste there is to my son!' Mike thought to himself. He reached
around the front of Grunt's jeans and felt the hard cock pressing against
his hand! And hung like his old man, too!' he grinned to himself!
Mike unbuttoned his son's jeans and started pushing them down to Grunt's
ankles. Grunt, feeling his father undressing him, began to help by pulling
his t-shirt off over his head and kicking off his shoes. He stood before
his Dad naked, as Mike's eyes raked up and down his hot, tight body.
The kid is more beautiful than I even thought!" Mike thought to himself.
"Can I see you, Dad?" Grunt asked quietly.
Mike pulled himself out of his reverie and quickly got up and took off his
clothes.
"God, Dad!! You are so beautiful!" his son exclaimed.
Mike found himself actually blushing at the obvious delight Grunt was
taking in what he saw! He hadn't done that in years! He moved forward and
took Grunt in his strong arms, holding him tightly against his body and
grinding his cock into his son's sweaty crotch. Then he reached down,
locked his hands under his son's ass cheeks and lifted. He carried Grunt
through the house and into the bedroom and threw him onto the black leather
cover of the bed. Then he got on top of him and mashed his mouth against
the sweet lips of his son.
Grunt, surprised at his father's strength, lay there and felt the powerful
man lower himself on top of him. Never had Grunt felt so totally safe and
protected as he did by his Dad's body! He felt his Dad's mouth lower to his
in a passionate kiss and returned it with all the passion and love in his
young body! He smelled the sweat and musk rising off both their bodies and
the scent transported him into a realm of male rut the likes of which he'd
never known! He wanted to be fucked and fucked HARD! And, most importantly,
fucked by his Dad! Grunt wrapped his legs around his Dad's slim waist and
began to grind his hard cock into his Dad's hard abs to let his Dad know,
in no uncertain terms, what he wanted!
Mike began licking and nibbling down his son's neck to his shoulders, well
satisfied by the groans his attention was eliciting from his son! He wanted
this boy and he wanted him BAD! The boy better be offering his ass because
Mike wanted to bury his bone in this boy's bubble-butt and fuck him till
neither of them could walk!
Mike moved down his son's body, licking and nibbling as he went. He nibbled
at both of his son's succulent nipples and then raised his son's arm and
mashed his face into the kid's sweaty, hot pit. As Mike licked through the
sweaty hair, he felt his son arch his back in agony/ecstasy, moaning louder
and louder. But Mike didn't stay there. There were much more delectable
parts he wanted to taste!
He moved down Grunt's body, pinning him to the bed with his strong arms. He
shoved his face into the boy's crotch, inhaling the exciting smell of
rutting boy-sex! He tasted the cock-snot flowing off his son's hard, uncut
cock! Then he covered the head with his lips and pushed down on the
foreskin. He could smell smegma! And he was going to get it!! He wanted a
taste of his son's cock-cheese as an appetizer for what was coming! Mike's
tongue wrapped itself around the crevice under the head of his son's cock
and licked off all the accumulated smegma there. The taste was wonderful!
So much like a man, so much like a boy!
He moved down to the boy's almost hairless nutsack and took a deep whiff of
the balls! What a wonderful smell! Sweaty boy-balls!! His tongue reached
out and he bathed the sweaty orbs with it. God! His boy's nuts tasted
GOOD!!! But Mike's favorite place was yet to be explored.
He moved down to Grunt's ass crack, raising the boy's legs to give him
access to the entire trench! The smell of Grunt's ass hit his brain like a
hit of poppers and Mike buried his face in the boy-ass with a growl. He
shoved out his tongue and swabbed it up and down the hairless trench,
tasting the musk and essence which was Grunt! He circled the crinkled
asshole and pressed his lips against the hole and began gently sucking on
Grunt's butt while shoving his tongue as deep up his son's ass as it would
reach. He licked out the inside of his son's ass tasting the tart taste and
what seemed to the be remnants of a huge load of cum! So!' thought Mike.
Wolf's been up my son's ass! Well, that means it will be well prepared for
ME!!!'
He continued to lick out and suck on Grunt's ass, draining it of all the
leftover cumload he could reach and enjoying himself immensely! Soon,
Grunt's ass began to really loosen up and Mike knew it was time for him to
fuck his son!
He raised up and got the bottle of lube off the nightstand and began to
coat his son's ass with the viscous liquid. Then he took a large amount and
spread it generously on his huge cock! He knew he was a lot bigger than
Wolf and he didn't want to hurt his son - he just wanted to FUCK THE SHIT
OUT OF HIM!!!!
He raised up over Grunt, putting his legs over his broad shoulders. He
looked down into his son's face and saw an overwhelming look of lust and
love.
"I want to fuck you, Grunt!" he said. "I won't if you don't want me to, but
you'd better say so now!"
"Yes, Dad! FUCK ME!!!! FUCK ME REALLY HARD, DAD!!!" Grunt screamed at him
in desperate need to have his ass split by his Dad's huge, hard cock.
Mike put his cock at the lips to his son's ass and pushed steadily
forward. His cock sank slowly into the boy's hot butthole. God! Is my
boy's ass hot and tight!!!' Mike thought to himself as he felt the boy's
ass begin to wrap itself around his hard cock. The boy groaned, but it was
not a groan of pain but a groan of satisfaction at having his sluthole
filled so deliciously with his Dad's big, thick cock!
Mike slowly sank his cock all the way up the boy's ass until his balls
slapped against his son's buttcheeks. He stopped there, holding himself in
the hot, wetness amazed at the heat within his son's shitchute! He looked
down at the boy. Grunt's eyes were wide open as he realized he had all of
Mike's cock up his hungry hole! Grunt had never felt his ass so full! Mike
leaned down and gently kissed the boy's lips just as he began to pull his
cock from the impossibly tight hole. Upon reaching the edge of his
cockhead, he slammed his rampant cock back up the warm channel and elicited
a delighted moan from his son.
"Oh, yes! Fuck me, Dad! Fuck me really HARD! FUCK ME AND CUM IN MY ASS!!!"
the boy screamed out in sexual frenzy!
And fuck he did! He slammed his hips hard into his son's asscheeks and
shoved his cock farther up Grunt's ass than a cock had ever been. Grunt's
cock was so hard you could almost cut diamonds with it and leaking a steady
stream of cock-snot onto his rock solid abs. He was ready to come from the
moment his Dad slid his cock up his ass! And from his Dad's ragged rhythm,
he figured it wouldn't be long until his Dad creamed his insides with the
same cum that had made him! What a concept! Being fucked by the man who had
fucked him into existence!! Grunt just couldn't hold out! He began moaning
deep in his chest and then a scream poured from his mouth as he shot cum
over his head! His next shot landed on his face and the rest on his chest
and stomach.
The tightening of Grunt's ass-walls in orgasm was more than Mike could
take. His balls began emptying their huge load up his son's ass as he
continued to pound his cock deep in the boys spasming butt. Finally, there
was no more cum to unload and Mike collapsed on top of Grunt. He looked at
his son and saw the cum covering a face spread in a very satisfied grin. He
licked his son's cum off his face, tasting this salty-sweet essence of his
son! It was delicious!
Mike couldn't believe it! His cock was still buried in his son's ass and
still as hard as he could ever remember it being! And he could feel that
Grunt's cock was just as hard as his own! Mike knew that this wasn't done
yet! Now he wanted to feel his son's cock up his ass!!
"How was that, boy?" he asked Grunt, dripping sweat on his son's lips.
Grunt's tongue snaked out and licked his Dad's sweat off his lips with a
satisfied moan. It tasted wonderful!
"God! It was better than I ever dreamed, Dad! You are the best fuck in the
world!!" he exclaimed.
His Dad smiled at this exaggeration. And then Grunt heard something that he
didn't quite think he heard right!
"How about you return the favor, kiddo?" his Dad said, smiling into his
face.
"What?! You mean you want ME to fuck YOU????!!!!" Grunt asked, sure he had
heard wrong!
"That's idea, sport! If you think you're up to it!" his Dad laughed at his
confusion. "And from what I feel poking in my gut, you're REALLY up for
it!"
His Dad rolled off him and onto his back. He drew up his legs to give his
son access to his netherhole. Grunt knelt between his Dad's legs and pushed
them forward with his hands and dipped his head down to take a huge sniff
of his's Dad's ass. The musk and sweat and mansmell of his Dad's ass nearly
overwhelmed him! It brought his bone back to a point where it was so hard
it ached! He leaned forward and began to eat his Dad's succulent ass! Up
and down the ass-trench, Grunt dragged his tongue, wetting the groove with
his spit. His tongue brushed across his Dad's pulsing butthole and he began
sucking on the entrance to his Dad's most secret place! He shoved his
tongue into the hole, which opened easily. He began to lick and taste
inside his Dad's ass, moaning up the hole in his horniness.
He reached over and grabbed the bottle of lube spreading some on his Dad's
hole and the rest on his hard cock. He placed his hardon at the entrance to
his Dad's ass. He pushed forward and sunk to his balls in his Dad's hot
hole! God! Did his Dad's hole feel HOT!!!" he thought to himself!
"Yeah, boy! Fuck that ass! Fuck it good!!! Fill me up with your hot load,
boy!!!" his Dad moaned as Grunt began to fuck in and out of his Dad's hole.
While this was going on in the bedroom, Hank and Scott had arrived home
with the groceries. They wondered where Grunt and Mike were when they
looked on the empty back porch. Then they heard a groan.
"What was that?" asked Scott.
"Oh, I know what THAT is!" grinned Hank. "I'd know THAT groan ANYWHERE!
Come on, Scott. But be quiet!!"
They crept down the hall, slowly approaching the bedroom where father and
son were locked in incestuous pleasure. They watched Grunt's naked ass
rising and falling between Mike's spread legs and both got almost instant
boners. Hank looked at Scott, raising a questioning eyebrow and they both
began hurriedly getting as naked as their partners. The quietly entered the
bedroom where Grunt and Mike were too lost in their fuck to notice they
were no longer alone.
Hank went to the head of the bed and casually climbed over Mike's face and
slowly squatted down until the smell of his ass hit Mike's nose and he
looked up at the beautiful spread butt of his lover! He almost had time to
say something before Hank settled his ass-crack over his lover's mouth and
nose and Mike began eating out the succulent, fragrant trench. Grunt looked
up and saw Hank squatting down on his father's face and leaned forward
taking Hank's hard 9 inch cock in his mouth, fucking and sucking in a
frenzy! Hank reached down and brushed his fingers through the boy's blonde
hair in a loving gesture while the boy voraciously sucked his cock!
Damn!' Hank thought to himself, the boy sucks as good as his Dad!".
At the other end of the bed, Scott came up behind Grunt and began eating
the cum which he saw dripping out of his lover's ass which was, no doubt,
grade AAA Marine ball-juice from Grunt's Dad! And it tasted so good!
Especially when sucked from Grunt's tasty asshole! After sucking as much as
he could, he got behind Grunt and shoved his hard boner right up his
lover's ass and began fucking him as Grunt fucked his Dad!
It was all too much for Grunt! Almost as soon as Scott was buried in his
ass, he began spraying his hot cum up his Dad's butt while screaming out
his orgasm around Hank's cock! But no one else was ready yet, so when Grunt
let go of Hank's cock and pulled out of his Dad's ass, Scott quickly pulled
out of Grunt and shoved his hard cock up Mike's ass instead! He went from
fucking the son to fucking the Daddy! What a hot scene! He also sucked down
Hank's cock right to the short-hairs, causing Hank to grunt in satisfaction
at the feeling of Scott's hot, tight throat. Mike was only aware that a
bigger cock had entered his ass because he was too busy sucking on Hank's
ass to take time to figure out who was pounding the fuck out of his
prostate! It felt good, so what the fuck did he care!?
Grunt moved to the foot of the bed, watching the hot scene of his Dad
getting fucked by Scott while he was chowing down on Hank's ass! Grunt
decided that he was hungry for ass too, and so he crouched down behind his
lover's pumping ass and buried his face in Scott's sweaty butt-crack,
sucking and licking while Scott fucked his Dad with vigor!
That was what it took! It started with Mike who began spraying cum all over
his chest while he moaned in orgasm up his lover's asshole! This caused
Hank to unload his manjuice into Scott's hungry mouth. And Scott, feeling
Mike's spasming ass muscles tightening around his cock, his lover's tongue
up his ass and Hank's load flowing down his throat, began cumming as hard
as he could up Mike's well-used ass!
All four men collapsed in the bed in a sweaty, cummy mess! But none of them
cared! Scott took Grunt into his arms and began kissing him, tasting his
own funky ass on his lovers lips while Grunt tasted his Dad's cockjuice and
his own ass-slime in Scott's mouth! In the meantime, Mike and Hank were
cuddling, with their mouths locked to each other.
Finally, all four men looked up and looked around. All four began
laughing!!! What a wonderful situation!!! Four men, all in love, all
connected and all (with the exception of Grunt) Marines!!!! This was going
to be a fabulous way to live!!!
Mike raised up and let go of Hank. He reached down, pulled Scott out of
Grunt's arms and into his own. He leaned down and kissed Scott hard,
devouring Scott's mouth with his tongue. Breaking the kiss, he smiled down
into Scott's eyes and said:
"Welcome to the family, son!"